Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Kong Jiashu is Xiaobei, Xiaobei is not Kong Jiashu.

Such a relationship made Ding Mu dizzy.

This explosive clue made his limbs feel cold and his head hot, every nerve was tense, he couldn't even touch it, and it would tear if he tightened it a little bit.

The child in the photo is exactly the same as Xiao Bei in the small class, with timidity towards the world, fear of the unknown and unyielding in his eyes, the stubborn eyes are also carved out of the same mold, there is no difference at all.

He had only seen Xiao Bei yesterday, and when he looked at the photo again today, he felt that the child could crawl out of the photo at any time and grin at him, like a little beast protecting his only territory, showing his tenderness without hesitation. sharp fangs, immature claws.

In the photo, the child is holding a doll tightly in his arms. The doll is wearing a yellow skirt and has two braids on its head.The child held it tightly in his arms like it was his whole world.

"Why is he still holding the doll?" Ding Mu calmed down, pretending to point to the photo unintentionally.

"Who knows? When I first picked him up, he hugged the doll and kept on hugging it. He even named it, just like he was carrying his sister. It's been too long, and I forgot what he took. What's the name?" Li Baoen pointed to the doll in the photo, "After the doll came here, it was torn apart within a few years. He was like crazy at that time. No one can catch him if he bumps there, hey, he’s just a doll, a child is a child.”

Li Baoen shook his head, pursed his lips, rubbed the edge of the photo with his fingers, and the photo was rough, it can be seen how many times he rubbed it usually.

That kind of look is different from the way he looks at other children. There is something more and something is missing.

"And then?" Ding Mu wanted to guide him to say a few more words, so that he could learn more about this child.

"Then? No then, he just made a fuss for a few days and he was fine. Originally, the doll was not very well made, but after a long time, children could tear it apart if they didn't pay attention when they were playing." Li Baoen smiled, " I can remember this incident because this child has never quarreled with us like other children since then. He was self-willed just once. It's counted."

These things, no matter how they sound, don't sound like the things that a devil who would heartily burn a piece of ground and push people down the stairs with his own hands would do, and it doesn't even sound like a shady station master.

In Ding Mu's heart, this child has become a contradictory three-dimensional individual.

Not enough, these things are not enough for him to understand this child.

What Kong Jiashu was like in the past does not mean that he will be like that now. After all, he was only two or three years old when he was picked up, but now his appearance is in his teens, and his soul is already in his 20s.

After so many years, who knows what he has experienced?Who knows if he has changed?

And the kind of language he can write, the kind of language that Ding Mu can understand but others can't understand, what kind of language is it?Where did he learn it?

He must have lived a completely different life from the other children in the orphanage.

"If you want to see the information, I can show you part of it, because some of the information is indeed..." Li Baoen paused, and smiled at the two of them, which meant "you know", "I put these things in the file room, I'll take you there."

Li Baoen took the photo, put it back into the thick book, pressed it twice to smooth the fine lines, and put it back in his drawer.He pulled out the key and led the two to the file room.

The archives room is not far from the dean's office, there is only a corridor in the middle, and three words are written in red paint on the yellow wooden door: archives room.

As soon as you enter, rows of bookshelves come into view, and a smell of old paper comes to your nostrils.

"The materials up to [-] are all there." Li Baoen introduced. "His information...here."

These materials are arranged in alphabetical order. Kong Jiashu's data is in the "X" column, and a few words are marked on the file box: "After the name is changed, it will still be collected in the first column."

That is to say, no matter how many times he changed his name, this file box will always contain the files named after his original name, and will not be moved to avoid loss of files.

"This is Xiaobei's. You can read all these materials." Li Baoen clicked on the file box, "It seems that not all the files in his dormitory are here. Look at the bed information inside and look for it. Is there anything I can help you with?" busy?"

"It's nothing, thank you Dean, we just want to confirm something, we'll go out in a while." Ding Mu smiled, "I won't trouble you."

"No." Li Baoen waved his hand, rolled his eyes a few times, glanced at Guan Yi who had been silent all this time, pursed his lips, and said hesitantly, "Did Kong Jiashu commit some taboo? What's wrong with that?" Is it?"

"No, no, you're thinking too much. We have other things to confirm." Ding Mu shook his head and denied.

It's a big deal with him.